Month: September 2008

  • Ivy Girl **UPDATED

    Ivy is beautiful and Ivy is sick. Ivy is only 2.

    And yet, at age 2, Ivy has seen the inside of a hospital more times than anyone should have to. Ivy has a rare immune deficiency IgG. Because of that, she has Pemphigus which is an autoimmune response to the IgG  [please note, these are photos of Ivy’s pemphigus blisters and they may be a little graphic for some people].

    These are horrible conditions that no adult should have to deal with, let alone a child.

    Ivy is currently on Prednisone and Mycophenolate to help control her symptoms and blistering; however, these drugs suppress her immune system, on top of the deficiency.

    Ivy’s mum says “…she was never good at mounting a response to infection but the meds make it worse.”

    She frequently ends up in hospital on IV antibiotics, just to help control the infection in her ears that never seems to completely disappear. She cannot be exposed to a simple virus in fear that it will land her back in hospital for days at a time.

    She can’t go to the playground to play.

    She can’t attend playgroup.

    She can’t head to the supermarket with her mother.

    She might never be able to go to regular school.

    She is only 2.

    However, there is a treatment that would give Ivy a good chance at normal life.

    It’s called IVIG (intravenous immunoglobulin) and it is a transfusion of immune cells that would bolster Ivy’s own immune system and help her fight infections in a normal way.

    Think about it, a chance at a normal life. A life that doesn’t involve frequent hospitalisations.

    Unfortunately, the officials at the Australian National Blood Authority have denied the request for Ivy to have this treatment. This treatment that could very well keep her out of hospital. So far, all appeals have been in vain.

    As Ivy’s Mum says on her website:

    “My little girl is going to have a life of hospital admissions and illness, some chronic, some life threatening, because some guy in an ivory tower decided she could survive without this medication.”

    How is this fair?

    What if it was your child? What if it was your sister’s child? Do the rules change for daughters of the officials? How come someone with a big stamp gets to say yes or no to this little girl’s chance at a normal life?

    It shouldn’t be like this.

    All I am asking for is 2 minutes of your time. If you could just head over here and sign our petition, we might be able to get enough support to convince the National Blood Authority officials to change their mind.

    Ivy is only 2. She deserves a chance to be normal.

    Please, a minute of your time could make all the difference for Ivy.

    Sign Petition

    ***UPDATE: As of 5pm today (my time) Ivy has been approved for her IVIG. Her doctors saw the petition and decided accordingly to fast track the decision process and approve her for treatment. I cannot thank everyone enough. Everyone who signed, everyone who blogged about it, posted it in forums, twittered and stumbled. I CANNOT thank you enough.

    This blogging community is amazing. YOU are amazing.

    If you have a blog and you would like to help spread the word, please feel free to copy this post and link back here to me at Sleepless Nights [so that I can follow where it has gone].

    And if you would like to follow Ivy’s story (and that of her twin brother and older siblings) you can find them here, at My Three Ring Circus, written by the talented Tiff. All photos were taken by Tiff as well.

  • When things start to feel the same

    Well things with this pregnancy have been pretty similar to the pregnancy with Amy.

    I got morning sickness early.

    Morning sickness went away at about 12 (ish) weeks.

    I felt the baby move for the first time at about 12 weeks.

    I didn’t fit into my clothes comfortably anymore.

    My boobs got bigger and hurt lots.

    Stretchmarks in stupid places. Like behind my knees and calves.

    And the crowning glory?

    When I was pregnant with Amy, at about 21 weeks, I caught a stomach bug, puked all night, lost a ton of weight and never really recovered. It also made my pregnant belly look merely fat.

    Last night, at nearly 20 weeks, my body decided that SOMETHING had upset it. I then spent all night puking [in my outside toilet. In winter. How rude].

    This morning, I am still sick and exhausted, food looks disgusting (although I have forced down some easy tomato pasta and half an apple) and I seem to have lost 5kg (10lb) overnight if my clothes are anything to go by. I also don’t seem to have a baby belly anymore.

    I am just hoping and praying that this isn’t the precursor to having Amy’s pregnancy repeat itself.

    [When I was pregnant with Amy, because I lost weight due to the stomach bug, my CFS jumped in and promptly made my entire life miserable. I couldn’t eat more than 1/2 a cup of anything at a time, I vomited alot, I lost weight, I developed acne and I was so exhausted I spent most of my time in bed.]

    I already couldn’t eat more than 1/2C of anything without wanting to vomit, even before last night.

    I am already exhausted and just trying to keep on top of things enough (like weight gain and as much of it as I can get) so that I stay healthy.

    Cross fingers that it was just a freak coincidence and that tomorrow I will feel amazing and healthy and stuff.

    </end whining>

    Also, for anyone interested, here is the recipe for easy tomato pasta.

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    Easy Tomato Pasta

    Grab yourself a can of diced tomatoes (400g [14oz]). Place the tomatoes into a blender (I have a bullet blender that I adore) with a teaspoon of salt, a teaspoon of sugar, some cracked black pepper and a tablespoon of good quality vinegar. (I used white balsamic)

    Blend until completely smooth.

    Cook yourself enough spaghetti to feed about 4 people (you know I throw my food together, rather than measuring anything, don’t you?) and drain. Throw the spaghetti back into the (still) hot (now) dry pot, and stir through the tomato mix.

    Serve with fresh chopped basil and maybe some grated parmesan.

    Mmmm

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    It is good pasta. Trust me. I also added about half a clove of garlic to the mix when I blended it. Roasted capsicum, fresh herbs, chillies, or onions would also go nicely with it.

    Also, can someone tell me how Amy can eat 2 HUGE bowls of bright green spinach soup last night and tell me she wanted ‘more! YUM!’, and yet all she can tell me with this pasta is ‘YUK!’? She doesn’t even mean the yuk because she is finishing up her bowl of it right now.

    Toddlers!